The Shadow leaned forward, gazed at the charted lines on the sheet.

The Shadow leaned back in his chair and lighted a panatela.

The Shadow leaned forward to place the newspaper upon the desk.

The Shadow was leaning from the window of his whizzing cab, seeking the range.

The Shadow leaned forward and slipped the gag from the man's mouth.

The Shadow, gun in hand, leaned from the opened window by the driver's seat.

The Shadow leaned over the form of the dying investigator.

The Shadow leaned closer, for a final look at the report in front of him.

The Shadow, he knew, must be above, leaning from the long roof that covered the cabins.

The Shadow leaned back and stretched his legs out.